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‘antique dictator for sale’

We’re sure everybody by now is aware of the grave situation in Egypt. As many of you know, we shot our very first video ‘Living on the Ceiling’ in and around Cairo, and it left an indelible mark. We were treated with the utmost kindness and hospitality by our Cairene hosts, rich and poor alike. We would just like to send a message to the Egyptian people that we are hoping for a speedy and peaceful conclusion to their current troubles, and that they deserve better than the treatment that their government sees fit to bestow on them. Affectionately yours, Neil & Stephen.

‘the western’ lyrics…

I’m having a battle with myself
I’m losing every round
To dignity and health
The mother of all battles
Will be with my fear
Friends will be lost
Along with my beer

It’s dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it’s bright too bright out there
I find your light blinding
Hear me out

Now the thing I fear most is myself
Fears a true loyal servant to me
Through the peaks and the troughs
And the mud and the blood and the beer

It’s dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it’s bright too bright out there
I find your light blinding

The blood of the wound in the deepest of cuts
Would hurt so much less if love would not clot

It’s dark dark dark down here
I hate to be closed in
Yeah! I’m having a fight with myself
I’m losing every round to dignity and health
The mother of all battles will be with fear
Friends will be spilt along with my bear

It’s dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it’s bright too bright out there
I find your light blinding

© 2011 Arthur/Luscombe

purge yourself!

it’s on the “MUSIC” page. very strange. the original version of “radio therapy”, is to be found on our new album “blanc burn”.

Happy New Year

‘Ey up!

Welcome to the new Blancmange website. Over the coming days, weeks and months we will be updating, uploading and very upholding. Keeping you informed as to what the bloody hell we think we are up to. Thank you. Blancmange.